Happenings over this weekend (guess which are "stretching the truth" and I'll send you a child bride):
The Internet was out for a solid 48 hours.
Vodka. Lots and lots of it. Too much, my stomach might say.
I split the atom.
Being surrounded by Chinese men, all dancing as though they had walked off the set of "Night at the Roxbury."
I watched "Doogal." It was amazing. Oh wait, it wasn't.


Life in China has yet to regain its momentum. Luckily, we have stumbled upon a bar that offers free alcohol to all foreigners. Sounds fishy, right? Yes, I know exactly what you're thinking. I still have my kidneys. However, my liver is now somewhat atrophied. Turns out that whiskey goes great with iced tea. And so does vodka. But when I mixed the whiskey and vodka with beer, well, yeah.

Conversation of the Week...a.k.a. "Sometimes I Really Don't Think Before I Speak." This took place in my office when I spotted one of my Chinese friends carrying what looked like a blank exam.
Hilary: Hey Jordan, what are those papers for?
Jordan: Uhm...The party...
H: The Christmas Party?
J: No..uhm...
H: My birthday party?
J: No...it's the...I'm not sure how to say...
H: A New Year's Party?
J: No, it's...
Random Chinese Teacher: The Communist Party.
H: Oh. The Party.